Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers

Shawnna got a 'lac, on tres
Shawnna don't no nigga, I'm paid
got stacks, Shawnna got grip
Shawnna got that so you not slip

I'm posted on tha
My tippin' dro
This cafe patron got me real slow
I'm lookin' a star

Ice on my
Ice on my
Ice on my
You wanna fit but I ain't all that

I'm way fucked up, I'm way tore
And I give a fuck, I got it like that
They took a juice
I got it right

And now they 'Damn'
Now they like
roll 4, 5 blunts and we blazin'
Look at gazin'

He lookin' he want me
I'm sorry daddy
I'm tryna get ya

Lames can't her
(Lames call her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
can't call her
(Squares call her)

Lames call her
(Lames call her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
Shawty got a
(For who go get it)
She only date
(It's Shawnna)

I'm Mane, a flare, I'm MVP
I know your baby mama real of me
The Benz say they get tried of me
I'm young kush man, I nothin' but QP's

Shawnna so fine, Gucci I'm good
She's so but still so hood
Hey, darling, how you Shawty?
I'm so marless, I can't it

I'm so southern, you so
We so crack rock, so corny
It's early in tha mornin'
The way I a brick, it's like I'm doin' a performance

All on we, homegirl want me
Say he on tha track, so tha track real
Pants red monkey, Gucci go
play crazy, get left stanky

Lames can't her
(Lames can't her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
Squares can't her
(Squares call her)

Lames can't her
(Lames can't her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
Shawty got a
(For who go get it)
She date ballers
(It's Shawnna)

I wrote the first 3 for bitches in tha
My and 1 bitches smokin' on tha
on tha porch, sippin' on tha yak
Or in tha parking lot sittin' on tha 'lac

bitches got weight
Them bitches got
Them bitches wanna
Them bitches murked

And em in tha dirt
And gone our business
And it ain't nothin'
It's all bout tha

M.O.E. till a bitch a dead
And I give a fuck about what a bitch said
I'm still gettin' money I'm gettin' rich
I'm still that that will take your dick

Yeah, tha truth hurts, you still gotta it
I spent ya whole on my ring and my bracelet
top notch twat
Cream of tha

I'm down ya block
And let the choppers
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,

can't call her
(Lames call her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
Shawty got a
(For who go get it)
Squares can't her
(Squares can't her)

Lames call her
(Lames call her)
All she is ballers
(She only ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
She date ballers
(It's Shawnna)